"Screeeech!!"
"Boom!!"
In midair, the Flaming Giant Sword pierced through the Blood Erosion Tyrant's body, and the Blood Spear also penetrated Hephaestus's divine body. They harmed each other, suspended in the air.
"You can't harm me, mortal."
Hephaestus said with a contemptuous smile.
"Really?"
The Blood Erosion Tyrant's mouth leaked blood as his heart was burned by the Flaming Giant Sword and the wound was scorched. Now severely injured and on the brink of death, he remained unwavering, his blood-red eyes fixed on the Fire God as scarlet light burst forth.
"This is..."
Hephaestus was startled, as the world before him spun again. The realm of corpses and a sea of blood reappeared, but unlike last time, the Tyrant on the throne had already risen.
He slowly walked toward Hephaestus, his crimson eyes staring at Him, advancing with the Blood Spear.
"Hmm?"
